prolly coulda punched her face in a drunker range
chris brown, black eye a dame
blind drunk in the eyes of fame
moms skunk, she stinks of games
when im drunk i still shoot the k
blurried eyed but still got my aim
your sister aint doing ok
she hit me up ask for pay
hustle & bussle like giddy up but thats ok
she got titties fuck, ya im gon fuck the dame
we dont know shit about nothing
if u heard small talk, imma say mans was bluffing
alibi your cousin
crackin ur runny bitch, spitroast her sunny side up den
i dont know nothing bout nothing
he locked away?
thats a bridge over troubled water, thats not my blood, man.
i'm more like Trouble's father.
he say he from Brimstone, cilck clack spark em like flinstone
he say he my cousin but thats not my Blood, man
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A lot of top guys have dark moods. That Winston Churchill drank a quart of brandy before breakfast. Napoleon, he was a moody fuck, too.
Last edited by Immolate; 10-02-2019 at 04:47 AM.
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